The Life-Slaying Sword was peerlessly sharp. Once it locked onto an enemy, it would not return without drinking blood. Even an eighth-realm mighty cultivator could not stop it.
The Returning Wind Ring was unfathomably profound, capable of rebounding all divine abilities and spells. No matter how powerful the attack, it would be returned exactly as received.
When these two collided, it was like the age-old riddle of the sharpest spear facing the toughest shield. Not only were the two combatants eager to see the outcome, but Chu Liang and the Whale-Riding Immortal, watching from the side, were equally expectant.
Lu Chengchou merely opened his mouth and spat out a black sword shadow that shot forward in a piercing streak. Young Master Xunyang did not dodge at all, simply slipping the Returning Wind Ring over himself.
Clang—
With a sharp ring, the Life-Slaying Sword struck the Returning Wind Ring. Fierce sparks flew as the sword shadow rebounded. Yet because it had not injured its enemy, the black sword stabbed forth again.
Clang!
The Life-Slaying Sword's spirit would not rest until it drank an enemy's blood, while the Returning Wind Ring's spirit rebounded all attacks. Thus, the Life-Slaying Sword continued attacking, while the Returning Wind Ring continued blocking.
If this continued, perhaps the two sides could have fought until the seas ran dry and the rocks crumbled.
But Young Master Xunyang, hidden within the Returning Wind Ring, did not simply allow his opponent to attack. He formed a hand seal with both hands and pointed toward Lu Chengchou. Lu Chengchou's body suddenly stiffened, and he could no longer move.
"What is this?" Lu Chengchou roared. "Did you tamper with my shell? You plotted against me from the beginning?"
"This was not aimed specifically at you." Young Master Xunyang's expression was equally grim.